She may havebeen expecting “breasts” or “body” but I replied, “Thefirst thing I notice is her eyes and her smile. Then m...eyes immediately drop down… to her left hand to seeif she’s married.” “Proof positive that you’re overthirty,” she laughed.)Although clearly fatigued, she also reeked of nervousenergy and her alert eyes were not aimed at the flooras she walked, but casually glancing all around her:observant, aware.And then she. About 20 lbs overweightHe was wearing a robe that wasn't tied and he was naked underneath"Having a good time?" he askedShe just lay there and looked at meThis a****l came over to the bed and grabbed the back of my head. He had me by my hair. He pulled me right into his crotchI still didn't say anything. He ran his finger around my mouth and then ran his dick around my lips. He was vey thickHe opened my mouth and slid his member in. I was scared"Suck it" he demandedI've never had a guy in my. When I asked her what it was, she acted really weirdly, saying "it's nothing, it's nothing" kinda attitude. For some reason she didn't want to me to know about what ever it was.Anyway, later than night my curiosity got the better of me and, when she drew herself a bath, I went snooping around upstairs in our bedroom and found it, still in it's packaging, but opened, in the bottom drawer of our shared closet. Obviously, she'd tried to hide it. To my amazement, it was this incredibly skimpy, sexy. Slowly she drew herself back up, and then pushed down again, repeating the process tantalisingly slowly. Determined that this was her show and that she would control the pace, she established a steady rhythm, slowly increasing the tempo over time in order to match her need as well as his.As the speed built, Lindsey realised that both she and her husband were starting to pant with exertion and need, and her partner’s hands were becoming more desperate as they gripped her hips, her shoulders, and.